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Kid Icarus Uprising: The Soldier of Chaos

Chapter 1

"The Skyworld Free-for-All Tournament is on fire today!"

It has been over five months since the battle with Hades was won. Hades, with all of his powers and his dark and destructive (along with humorous) personality, wanted to make the world his with his Underworld Army which contains a variety of grotesque monsters composed of millions of lost lives. Refusing to let this happen, the Goddess of Light Palutena sent the captain of her army Pit to defeat Hades, but even with the Three Sacred Treasures equipped he wasn't enough to crush the Lord of the Underworld. However, with the help of the God of the Forge, Dyntos, he was able to stand as an equal to Hades with the Great Sacred Treasure, a very powerful mechanical weapon. After a harsh and grueling battle Pit with the help of Palutena's power was able to destroy Hades with a divine laser which decimated his entire body. Hades was gone and the world was saved.

Time has passed and peace was flowing in the earth once again. Skyworld was restored to its former glory and Palutena continued to govern the earth as she did before. No major bloodshed was created and land finally began to recover again. There may have been fighting, but it was mainly in the Skyworld arenas where contenders had the pleasure to fight their opponents; Palutena had approved the games only to avoid rowdy and bored people and angels. The soldiers would fight until their health reached zero and would be respawned to continue the fighting until time was up. At times, Pit and his doppelganger Dark Pit will join in on the fun and make it a Light vs. Dark battle. However, when they're not present the people go into a Free-for-All battle which they only fight for themselves. Free-for-All was today.

The contenders were on their toes dodging any slashes or shots that would come at them. There were two warriors however that were recognized for their power and were fierce in the battlefield, one in light blue armor with a slightly different helmet, brown gloves, and thick tattered cloth hanging over his right side and a purple-suited soldier with spikes on his shoulders and different designs on his chest area. The light blue-suited warrior wielding his weapon of choice, the Crusader Blade, looked around for any opponents that were around him and sure enough he found one soldier. The red-suited warrior, wielding a Knuckle Staff, took sight on him and focused his charged shot directly at him. The shot was powerful, but charging at full force while using his brain was enough for the soldier to evade the attack and strike his opponent down. The red soldier immediately got up and swung his staff at him, but the light blue soldier dodged the swing and dashed toward him. The skilled soldier swung his blade extending it into a giant blue cross which hit his opponent hard and sending him flying. The opponent disappeared giving the light blue soldier a sign showing he was defeated. Meanwhile, the purple soldier dashed for his opponents and was scratching up everyone around him with his Tiger Claws. He was a fierce competitor that people usually try to avoid his rampage; he takes advantage of that since they would usually be alone. Finally, after moments of exciting battles the timer went off; it was time to declare the winner. The soldiers lined up to hear the results. The host along with his two hostesses walked toward the audience, and with a megaphone in his hand the host was able to reach the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for watching this phenomenal battle! Now it's time to declare the winner! This battle's third place winner is…Todd, with four kills and two deaths!"

An orange soldier approached with his weapon, the Babel Club, and with honor gave his stance to the audience. The audience cheered him on and the soldier went to his position.

It was time to announce the second winner.

"This battle's second place winner is…Marcus, with five kills and two deaths!"

The purple soldier approached and gave a look of dissatisfaction at first, but gave his honorable pose to the audience. The audience loudly cheered for him and the purple soldier went to his position. The moment of truth has come, for it was the time to announce the first place winner.

"Ladies and gentleman, this game's winner for first place is…Seth, with six kills and one death!"

The light blue warrior walked up and with excitement flowing inside he gave his pose. The audience roared for their winner and the soldier went to the first-place position. The hostesses approached the winner and gave him his prize money of two-hundred hearts which was the currency in Skyworld. The audience clapped again for the winner.

"Thanks again for watching, ladies and gentlemen. The next match will begin in an hour, so keep on watching so they can keep on fighting!"

The soldiers walked into the locker rooms to rest up, for future challenges were approaching and they wanted to be in their best shape. The blue warrior whose name was Seth took off his helmet to get some air on his face since constant fighting was hard exercising to him. He smiled in delight as he put his prize money into his unit and when he went to go grab a glass of water, the other contenders approached Seth to congratulate him.

"That was some top-notch fighting Seth! You've been here for only over a week; how'd you get so good at fighting?"

"Well, I actually don't know, but I don't keep it on my mind. I also don't play to win; I'm doing it because I'm having fun with you guys, so remember that."

Another warrior marched toward Seth and with a look of disgust on his face he was shoving the contenders out of his way to speak to him. The purple warrior glared at him and Seth noticed his annoyance though his eyes, one having a scar around it. Seth only looked at him with a straight face.

"What do you want now Marcus? Coming to express how mad you are at winning second?"

"Heh, tough talk coming from a worm. How dare you go and show me up by taking first place! I've been here for two months now and you're already winning more battles than when I started!"

"Look Marcus, I'm not trying to disgrace you…"

"…but it feels like it is…"

"Well I'm not. Like I said before, I'm playing for the fun of it not to besmirch someone's reputation over countless battles."

"Well you best watch yourself. I've been working my butt hard to get the Goddess of Light to notice my potential and I don't want you to ruin it for me. Catch ya later, punk!"

When Marcus passed the exit Seth began to feel annoyed. How dare him to go around and treat people like lower life-forms! As he walked outside as well one contender went to talk with Seth to make sure if he's all right.

"Can you believe that guy? There's only a few people that crease me in this world and one of them is that jerk Marcus!"

"I understand your frustration, but just think; with progress you made so far, you are sure to be recognized by Palutena. You got more potential than Marcus ever will!"

"Thanks for your words of encouragement, but I don't feel it in my gut that she will notice me…"

"Pssh, that's nonsense. Did you even notice how cool you looked beating your opponents? Marcus just likes to beat his fighters without much of a fight, but you take time on your opponents; you give others a chance, a hope to win! Marcus never allows that and that's what makes you better!"

"Thanks; that really helps."

"Anytime. Oops, my battle's coming up. Later Seth!"

"Yeah, later."

The contender ran back to the arena and Seth was alone looking at the orange sky filled with beautiful clouds. He imagined what it would be like to actually become a soldier in Palutena's army, for any recruit from the Skyworld tournament would get respect from not only the army, but the people in the world as well. It was rare to become a person chosen because it would take a lot to impress Palutena based on battle skills. If a person was chosen by Palutena, they would become an angel like her captain and trusted servant Pit which would power them up and allow them the power of flight by giving them wings. Seth doesn't see it happening; he thought there were other that were probably better than he was and could easily destroy him. That won't mean he won't continue to try. He lifted his fist and with confidence he vowed,

"I will not let my opponents get into my head. I will always keep my head high and will try my best in all the fights I'm involved in. Marcus will not influence me; he won't get in my way. My only wish is to be recognized for my honor through protection and spirit through battle. Through failures improvements will appear. I will continue to compete! With everything I am I will be victorious in all I do! That's a promise!"

With that said Seth went back into the arena to train and prepare for his upcoming fight. Meanwhile, at the holy temple of Skyworld an angel with brown hair and kind blue eyes stepped through the threshold of the temple and was eager for any task ready to be given to him, for he was summoned by his goddess.

"Lady Palutena, I'm ready for anything you're willing to give to me!"

Palutena turned to reveal her gentle face and shone with radiance to her faithful angel. She had flowing green hair that reached down to her legs and wore a pure white dress with many golden accessories on her. Every time he saw the beautiful goddess in person the angel would kneel down on his left knee in respect.

"Now, now, Pit; no need to be so formal right now. I summoned you here because I wanted to tell you the evil in this world is not completely gone…"

"What do you mean? Hades is gone, so shouldn't the world be at peace then?"

"With a period of peace a new threat may rise at any time. This has me worried and to prepare for anything that may happen soon, I am deciding to find another capable recruit for my army. If worthy enough I will make him a captain like you Pit. He will help to make your job easier."

"Another person? I'm pretty much the only angel here. Where are we going to find another?"

"It should be quite obvious to you Pit. There is only one place that skilled warriors may hone their skills and that would be the Skyworld Tournament."

"Oh. I knew that."

"Anyway, let's give the people the news. I also want to be a special guest in the tournament; I want to judge the fighters myself to see if they are capable enough for me to choose. Also, invite Pittoo to the battle; I want it to be a Light vs. Dark match. I'm certain they can't turn the idea down. I'll ready the power of flight for you."

"You got it, Lady Palutena! See ya!"

As Pit left the temple Palutena thought about the entertainment she will have at the tournament and gave a smile at the thought.

"I certainly hope I'll find someone. With that out of mind, the people are going to go nuts when they see me in person at the arena! Oh boy, with a big fan club like that, I'll need to ready myself. First, I'll have to ready my schedule. Second, I'll have to decide what to wear…"